Proverb Strange where Allah’s plan takes ones soul Road may be marred with boulders from a storm Unintentional love capturing a gypsy’s heart Scars making trust a dream Opening up eyes to the new flashes of hope Vampires sucking the very blood of life out of ones blue veins Dirt being done in the streets to survive To be a mark in history Expenses making living comfortable damn near impossible Humans being crabs Dragging one another down To force them back into the gutter Minds of dumb-fucks being one dimensional Baby’s living for momma Only to be killed by another force called daddy Untitled music reaching into one’s soul Touching unseen places Adam being the perfect humanity Eve the norm Love following connect the dots only to be interrupted by pain One confused by what right and wrong And who they should believe in Still on the path to righteousness But yet asking ourselves what’s next, Insha Allah Pain Love Hope Or Happiness. |